I'm going to jump ahead and condemn the Braves. Because my motherfuck skills are beyond control, I am able to predict what will happen. I was just speculating on the opinions of Dave Roberts in baseball. I tried to be clear that I did not believe the series was over. I tried to hedge my bets to avoid that motherfucking ether.
The Braves will not have a better chance. The Braves had their best pitcher, and the Dodgers did not have a plan for Game 5. They had to play it as it was, because it was a bullpen game. Even Joe Kelly, the Dodgers' first solution, was hurt after giving up two runs. Atlanta, what more can you ask for? One side has your gun loaded, the other is trying to make weapons from matches, gunpowder and a few PVC pipes.
You are so kind.
Max Fried swallowed his lips, the Braves offense did not do anything after that first. After an 11-2 defeat, the Braves will have to overcome Walker Buehler or Max Scherzer again, even though neither of them are at their peak. This takes more than a smile. They'll be home, and they have yet to lose this postseason. But this is still an team of 88 wins vs a team with 106 wins (though it is a severely handicapped 106-win team).
This movie is familiar to me. It's obvious how it ends. Dave Roberts will smile with the smile of a man who knows deep down that he did not get caught with another one. He can forget his impostor syndrome fears for another winter. Mookie Betts is a superhero for another team, or Cody Bellinger hitting a home run on either a pitch that wraps around his neck or a curve so bad it actually stops in mid-air. It's all about getting in front of it.
Braves, don't let the Dodgers get off the mat. What did you do last year?